Pretty soon after G’s party, Sir Marriage invited me over to have some homemade chocolate mousse because he had bragged about how good he was at making it. I thought it was kind of sweet because it was a pretty good excuse to see me in private. And let’s face it, chocolate IS a good way to win a girl’s heart 😉

Anyway, I came over to him, and his chocolate mousse was all right, but really I just wanted to see him and talk to him. We had a very good time and we did end up cuddling on the couch. He kept saying he didn’t understand why I wanted to see him and why I even kissed him at G’s party. Apparently he thought I was way over his level, which I didn’t care about at all. I was getting kind of crazy about him, whether I was above his level or not 😉

We promised you some gossip from this night. Well, as we mentioned it all began at Francis Pony, because we love their 2 for 1 all night-offer on wednesdays 😉

There was a lot of people there, because it is tourist season and apparently we looked more than fine because we didn’t stand or sit alone for more than a couple of minutes. When we came ind G had seen this guy at the bar, who she thought was really hot so when he came up to us to talk, she was more than happy. That left N with the friend, which was okay as he was really cute and actually very nice as well. (N: Sure, but I couldn’t understand a word he said, because he was drunk, from another country and tried to speak english – not a good combi. Therefore I quickly had to “go to the toilet” and i sincerely hoped he would be gone by the time I came back ;))

N began to feel bored as it isn’t the funniest thing to sit and watch G flirt with some random guy, who we found out later was from Croatia or Bosnia or something. (G: Well, I found a Swedish passport back at his place with his picture but a totally different name than his, so I guess not?) That was until she spotted the world’s drunkest dude on the dance floor doing some sick moves. When he and his friend came over to us, it was much more fun. At some point we all wanted to find some other bar, but G and her guy wanted a more “quiet place”, which meant that they went to his place to “drink some red wine” 😉

That left N with the two guys from the dance floor and she ends up spending the rest of the night with them. That meant running into a street party with people from Greenland (wtf?), finding some lost DVD’s (which one of the guys had apparently brought with him?) and spending the night with one of them so she had a very nice Bicycle Ride of Shame back home in way too bright sunlight. G had it a lot better as it turned out her guy didn’t live very far away from her so her Walk of Shame wasn’t as bad. All in all a very good evening 😉

Unfortunately the summer will soon be over. Soon we have eaten the last danish strawberries and we have to start a “normal” life yet again. It’s going to be great to be a little more productive again but we are going to miss those long summer days in the sun and on the beach doing everything and nothing. We have to enjoy these last days even more!

I met my confusing flirt (read about him here) at a theme party at G’s. I was a little late as usual and we began flirting with eye contact and small smiles almost as soon as I stepped into the room.
M and one of my very close friends very quickly finds out that Sir Marriage and I (the name will be explained later on) will have to hook up. That was all good because I thought he was really cute, funny and I liked his dark hair and he was even way over the critical height.
In the beginning I held back, though, because I actually had a date the next day. With a guy I had met in the city a week or so back. However, I was persuaded to hook up with Sir Marriage anyway. If you haven’t been on the first date with someone yet, it is okay, right? 😉
I remember our good friend M becoming more and more insisting on this hook-up and in the end she just said: “Less talking, more kissing with [Sir Marriage]“, which makes me kiss the guy and keep doing so until the night was over. If I wasn’t allowed to talk to M or my other friends, I might as well do something fun, right?
The next couple of days went by with me not knowing if I wanted anything more to do with Sir Marriage. We were texting a lot and I actually grow warmer on the idea. The other date fell through but I kind of didn’t care. I was actually getting more and more into Sir Marriage-guy. So I was pretty happy. For now…

I never really understood the meaning of rebounds. Or the need for them, anyways. That was until I slept with Sir Ken – Just before that I had a flirt going with a guy and it was the most frustrating and confusing experience I’ve had in a long time. After my night with Sir Ken, I could feel that I was over it. Really! So much that I didn’t care one bit when that same flirt got a girlfriend few days afterwards. Actually I laughed a little bit inside myself but I could feel that I would feel a lot different if I hadn’t slept with someone before it happened 😉

The story of my confusing flirt will be told some other time – And trust me it is the weirdest thing! Guys can be so strange sometimes …

What do you say? Do you feel the need to sleep with someone before you can move on from a guy?

This sexy red shade from Essie has a sexy “woman in red”-vibe all over it. Can’t wait to wear this out in town with a pair of hot red stilettoes. And maybe later on wearing just this and nothing else 😉